keep your glasses with you
i do not need eyes of a lover
no wine i wish would be mine
nothing red. brown or blue
take away this false cover
of temporary intoxication
it only stays when
you are bitten by passion
an alcohol heart smiles
pumping the blood of happiness
of life the biggest drug
into my very veins
i a Bacchic follower enjoy life
little pleasures and deep smiles
the passion will stay forever
so will the love for life
and i will be under the sway
of this wine and no eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing poem, nice title too